บท 479: Chapter 419: What Makes It Real

"Why?"

At the moment his name was called, his consciousness was suddenly pulled, leaving him in a daze.

The Traveling Poet suppressed the foreign feeling rising in his heart, still staring intently at the girl before him, he asked the question directly.

Xu Shuo frowned slightly, "Alex..."

"You can't really keep me in the dark about everything, if I'm kept out of the loop, I can't safely get you out of here."

The Traveling Poet interrupted the girl, his gaze burning into her as he spoke, "Cerys, I want to know what exactly happened inside Prague Castle, I want to know everything, even if it might be dangerous."

He now seemed like a scumbag who meticulously seduced young girls, his expression becoming gentle, earnest and helpless as he watched the girl before him.

Facing such an onslaught, the girl lowered her head with a hint of grievance.